Chapter 83
“I see you’ve heard about that.”
“But of course. I’m the founder of the SR League, after all. How about I give you a hand and remove Ivor for you, Bonnie?” William squinted his blue eyes.
“My engagement with him ends in a few more days. We’ll go our separate ways and have nothing to do with each other after that,” Bonnie said nonchalantly.
“Oh. That’s great.”
“It’s getting late. I’m going to hang up now.”
“Sure. Don’t let me keep you from your beauty sleep.”
William called for his assistant immediately after he hung up.
“Is there anything you need, Mr. William?”
“Arrange a routine check on my private plane. I’m flying to Pyralis in a few days.”
His assistant was puzzled. “Why are you flying there, Mr. William?”
He flashed him an evil grin. “I’m going to get myself a wife.”
“Brrr…” Bonnie suddenly felt goosebumps all over. Was someone talking about her?
Forget it. She’d just hop in the shower.
Flynn was throwing a fit at his house. “How the hell did you guys fail? Didn’t I tell you to hire professional hitmen? How did he defeat all of you? There were more than a dozen guys! Why is it so hard to finish off a single bodyguard?”
The servant who had been entrusted with the task was shivering uncontrollably. “Floyd was there
too.”
“I know Floyd
Floyd is a powerful fighter, but he was outnumbered. You had more than a dozen hitmen with you. Why couldn’t you take care of both of them? Tim’s just a rookie bodyguard, too.”
“There’s something you don’t know, Mr. Flynn. I just investigated Tim. He might be new to the bodyguard business, but he managed to hold his own against Floyd.”
“Is he really that good?” Flynn was stunned.
“That’s not all. The bodyguard who ran from the scene told me that Tim’s a better fighter than Floyd. He even used the Soaring Cannon.”
“Are you trying to fool me? Floyd is Ivor’s most capable servant. He’s efficient at his work, and his combat prowess is also extraordinarily powerful. Are you telling me that Tim is better than him? Wait
2/2
a minute… The Soaring Cannon… Why does that sound so familiar?”
“It’s Master Jim’s signature move,” The servant responded.
Flynn’s eyes widened and he raised his voice. “Master Jim?!”
“That’s right. The Soaring Cannon is his signature move.”
He touched his chin. “Now that you mention it, it’s coming back to me. I watched one of his matches, and the Soaring Cannon was devastating. It took out multiple opponents at once.
“If I remember correctly, a lot of people have tried to copy that move, but none of them could pull it off. How did Tim manage to do it? Could he be related to Master Jim somehow?”
Then, he looked at his servant and relayed an order. “Investigate Tim’s background. Let me know the second you find something.”
“I’m on it.‘
